Mrs. Rimas Cried At The Mention Of

I Felt As If I Were Riding A Pendulum. Just As I Would Swing Into The Abyss Of Hopelessness, The Pendulum Would Swing Back With Some Small Goodness.

People I Didn't Know Formed A Circle Around Me, Sheltering Me From View. They Escorted Me Safely Back To Our Jurta, Undetected. They Didn't Ask For Anything. They Were Happy To Help Someone, To Succeed At Something, Even If They Weren't To Benefit. We'd Been Trying To Touch The Sky From The Bottom Of The Ocean. I Realized That If We Boosted One Another, Maybe We'd Get A Little Closer.

I Adore Themes Of Hope And Courage And The Ways We Find Meaning Through Suffering.

Have You Ever Wondered What A Human Life Is Worth? That Morning, My Brother's Was Worth A Pocket Watch.

We'd Been Trying To Touch The Sky From The Bottom Of The Ocean.